Chapter 3 Am I Little Marquis?

"Fake, everything is fake, hahahaha!"

After Li Sicong let out a strange laugh, he picked up the second bottle of Erguo and put it to his mouth.

At this moment, Li Sicong found that he tried several times, but he couldn't aim the bottle mouth at his mouth.

"Damn, even you bullied me!"

Li Sicong's face showed a touch of ruthlessness, and at the same time threw the second pot head in his hand out of the window.

Oh......

There was a vague shout, and soon there was no movement.

Li Sicong didn't care about this sound at all, and got up slowly with his hands on the wooden bed.

After Li Sicong's eyes searched left and right, he fell to the northeast corner, where there was a simple bathroom.

However, it is said to be a bathroom, but it is just a half-person long bidet.

"Lao Tzu wash, take a bath......"

Li Sicong said secretly, and then he touched the bathtub step by step.

When he arrived at the bathtub, Li Sicong felt that his eyelids were a little disobedient, and after reaching out to turn on the faucet, he turned over and lay down after his legs touched the side of the bathtub.

Whoa......

The sound of water flowing sounded in Li Sicong's ears, like a lullaby every second.

Li Sicong fell asleep unconsciously, as if he had a dream, dreaming that he had money, a house, and a luxury car, and he and Xiaomei hugged sweetly, everything was so beautiful.

A smile appeared at the corner of Li Sicong's mouth, and the previous haze was swept away.

Dingdong Dingdong......

The voice of the mobile phone rang suddenly, but it was Li Sicong, who was asleep, whose eyelids moved slightly and opened a little.

"Telephone ......"

After Li Sicong muttered, he realized that the water in the bathtub had reached his neck, and his head did not leak out of the bathtub.

However, at this time, Li Sicong had no strength, so he reluctantly took out the water-soaked mobile phone from his pocket and connected it.

"Xiao Cong, your brother was seriously injured in a fight with someone and went to the hospital, and he needs to spend 30,000 ...... for surgery."

There was a hurried voice on the phone, which made Li Sicong's last bit of strength dissipate.

"Mom, I'm so tired......"

A wry smile appeared on Li Sicong's face, and he fell back into the tub with his mobile phone in his right hand.

"Satoshi, Satoshi ......"

After the mobile phone in the water rang a few times, there was no more movement in a flicker.

......

Li Sicong felt tightness in his chest, as if his lungs were about to explode.

Call! ~

Li Sicong's eyes suddenly opened, and he found that he didn't know when he fell into the river.

"it!"

Li Sicong has only two words in his heart at this moment to express his inner thoughts.

Fortunately, the water was not too deep, Li Sicong showed his head from the water after a few flutters, and after exhaling deeply, he reluctantly reached the shore with a swimming method that his six relatives did not recognize.

Li Sicong was lying on the riverbank, panting and panting, his mind was in chaos, and even a little Tengchu.

Kidnapped? No, who would kidnap you if you are poor?

Vendetta? No, I don't have any enemies, could it be that Director Wang is planning to kick the door by himself? That doesn't make sense......

In an instant, countless ideas flashed through Li Sicong's mind, but they were overturned one by one.

After a little strength, Li Sicong struggled to sit up and looked at the 'river' in front of him.

It was only then that Li Sicong realized that the river he imagined was just a ditch, only five meters from north to south.

"What the hell is going on with this?"

Li Sicong looked at the ditch, and his heart was very angry.

Call~

A cool breeze blew, and the wet long hair brushed Li Sicong's cheeks.

"Hair?"

Li Sicong was stunned for a moment, then reached out and touched his head, a bun was very obvious.

What Li Sicong saw then was the clothes on his body, but they were the kind of ancient costumes that could only be seen on TV.

"I'm not dreaming, is I?"

Li Sicong scratched his hair a little incredulously, it hurt a lot, and slapped himself again, it hurt even more!

"It's not a dream."

After Li Sicong was sure that everything here was not a dream, he looked around at the surrounding environment and tried his best to recall it.

"I remember I was drinking in the rough house, and then what happened......"

When Li Sicong was thinking about it, his head suddenly tingled, and the whole person also let out an 'oops', and almost rolled into the river again.

After Li Sicong stabilized his body, many memories that did not belong to him appeared in his mind.

According to memory, his real name is 'Li Yuanan', he is the little marquis of Xindu County, powerful and rich, and there are more than 20 maids in the house.

"Could it be that I crossed over?"

Li Sicong's eyes widened, he already remembered that he was taking a bath in the bathtub, and he also thought that he was likely to be drowned, and he was confused and possessed by this Li Hui'an.

But Li Sicong doesn't understand it, this Li Hui'an has a good life, why did he come to this ditch?

"Little Hou Ye! Little Hou Ye! ”

A hurried shout came from the forest in the distance, and Li Sicong turned his gaze to the direction of the sound.

I saw that a young man in a brown cloth shirt was running in his direction.

"It's ......"

Li Sicong recalled for a while in his mind, but he remembered the identity of the young man, but it was Li Hui'an's entourage, named Chen Tai.

Chen Tai ran to Li Sicong's approach, and said a little breathlessly: "Xiao, little marquis, are you okay?" ”

Li Sicong looked at Chen Tai and didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard.

Chen Tai saw that Li Sicong didn't speak, but he was even more anxious: "Little Hou Ye, don't be scared of the little one, if you have three long and two short, how should the little one deal with the old Hou Ye?" ”

At this moment, Li Sicong still had some difficulty accepting the fact of face-to-face negotiation, and after a little hesitation, he asked, "That, Chen Tai, right?" ”

Chen Tai nodded: "Little Hou Ye, you can be regarded as talking, you scared me to death." ”

Li Sicong pursed his lips: "What time is it?" ”

Chen Tai looked at Li Sicong and said a little strangely: "It's noon now." ”

"I'm not talking about this time, what year is it?" Li Sicong asked.

Chen Tai was even more puzzled when he heard this, but he still said: "It's ten years of Zhenguan." ”

"Zhenguan? The rule of Zhenguan, Tang Dynasty!? ”

Li Sicong couldn't help but shudder, he had traveled nearly 1,500 years at this time, and he was very panicked in his heart.

"Made, there's no internet, no phone, no TV here, I'd better go back."

Li Sicong thought in his heart, that is, to jump into the water.

However, when Li Sicong stood on the shore, he remembered the feeling of drowning before, but he unconsciously took a few steps back.

"If you go down and drown and can't go back, it's not a big loss." Li Sicong's thoughts were racing.